Good Morning, God!
Last night I heard my husband, Kit, calling me, “COME! COME! COME!” I thought there was some sort of disaster — but then heard him say SUNSET! So, it was back up the stairs for my iPhone.
Wow! my camera really can’t capture the GLORY of Your Sky, God! Truly, just seeing it was a blessing.
Then this morning, as I was going to read the paper in bed ,I picked up the MacNutt’s magazine and read an article by Russ Parker on “Rediscovering the Ministry of Blessing.” Parker was in Rome to give a key-note talk and promote his new book Forgiveness is Healing.
He was upset that his book had been unofficially published in Italian and was selling well — but with no royalties to him. Then a woman came up to him asking him to sign a copy of the Italian version. He said, “I did my best to swallow my pride, signed her book and then laid hands on her heard and prayed (in English without a translator) ‘Lord! Give this woman the biggest blessing she can live with!'”
The woman rested in the Spirit and was healed. That began three days of his praying the same prayer over each person who came forward. Wow, God! Parker makes the point that Blessings are PRONOUNCED, not prayed for. There are wonderful books on the importance of the Father’s Blessing, God. But Parker reminds us that all of us who believe are called to bless.
Parker goes on to say that all too often people “battle in prayer” to change someone. You simply command us to BLESS BLESS and do not curse. Ah, God. I think Parker is right when he point out that all too often the person we are “praying for” feels judged and somehow experiences that unheard prayer as more of a “curse.” Sigh.
Oh Lord! Bless us with the BIGGEST BLESSING our lives can hold! And help us freely pronounce that same blessing!